The mature women invited Du Fang to sit down, and then sat respectfully around one by one, smiling and chatting with Du Fang.

In fact,

Du Fang also guessed something.

Mainly, he is now very sensitive to the number "nine".

He had brought out nine coffins from the gray fog and buried nine corpses of the fallen gods...

So, the number nine seems to have a kind of magic.

Looking at the nine mature women who kept smiling, Du Fang had a gentle smile on his face, with a touch of deep thought.

These nine mature women...

Will it be related to the nine corpses of fallen gods...?

Du Fang’s speculation is actually not without reason.

It is mainly because of the style of dream disaster, which makes Du Fang unable to confirm.

Du Fang smiled and chatted with the nine beautiful women.

"Why did you show up here? I didn't see you last time."

Du Fang said.

A mature woman with a hot figure and a deep gully said respectfully: "It was the mistress who took us in."

"We have no home and nowhere to return. We wander here and the mistress takes in."

"We are very grateful to the mistress, so we choose to follow."

The words of the mature women and aunts shocked Du Fang, but he became more and more certain that these nine mature women might be the corpse of the fallen god hidden in the nine coffins.

Du Fang recalled the land he had walked through in the grey fog before, and the towering cities gave him a very deep impression.

However, these cities have all become dead silent.

At that time, Du Fang was very curious about the reasons and felt sorry for these quiet cities.

These mature women may be homeless because they are trapped in a dead city.

Unfortunately, Du Fang was disappointed after all.

Because these mature women were unable to give Du Fang a reasonable explanation.

In other words, I am in awe of the deep secrets involved in the questions raised by Du, and I keep silent about them.

They only showed a gloomy look on Du Fang's question, sighed one by one, and then changed the topic one by one.

Seeing that they didn't say anything, Du Fang was too lazy to continue asking questions.

Wine and drink for three rounds.

These aunts who did not belong to this era even danced for Du Fang in the idle pavilion.

The silk is floating, the fragrance is surging, and the singing voice is gentle...

It seemed like the spring breeze blew on my face, allowing Du Fang to feel the erotic beauty of this dream.

This kind of treatment always made Du Fang feel like he became a romantic and rich man in ancient times.

Life……

Very erosive.

After the dance, the mature women and aunts were sweating profusely and smiled. They all picked up their wine glasses and faced Du Fang.

"Master, are you satisfied with our service?"

"Master, we have a reluctant request."

Nine pairs of eyes stared at Du Fang with their eyes hooked.

With anxiety, anxiety, hope...

Du's color condensed slightly.

He looked at the nine mature women, and the smile on his face gradually calmed down: "Say."

The mature lady in the lead fostered her courage and straightened her tall chest.

"We want to stay and serve the mistress, please help the master!"

The nine mature women retreated one after another and knelt down towards Du Fang.

Du Fangrong gradually became weird.

because,

He could not imagine that nine mature women...

They would actually make such a weird request.

Besides, if they want to serve their mistress, shouldn’t they ask for their daughter-in-law?

What should I ask him Du Fang to do?
Chapter completed!